Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys Lyrics - Stars & Guitars (live) - Willie Nelson & Friends

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys 

Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks 

Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such 

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys 

'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone 

Even with someone they love 

Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold 

They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold 

Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis 

And each night begins a new day 

If you don't understand him, and he don't die young 

He'll probably just ride away 

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys 

Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks 

Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such 

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys 

'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone 

Even with someone they love 

Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings 

Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night 

Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do 

Sometimes won't know how to take him 

He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him 

Do things to make you think he's right